One of the hardest things for us to do in life is put ourselves out there and break the proverbial ice. So important is that first step of walking before running that Toastmasters even defines it as the first speech you’re asked to give.
I know it’s awkward to just walk up to someone and try to think of something clever to say. And believe me, it takes practice. I mean, to just go up to someone, especially someone you fancy, and get your foot in the door, so to speak, with all the anxiety and self-doubt you may be feeling? It’s not easy.
But, believe me, they’re probably just as nervous, just as awkward. And it’s not about tricking them to like you like some black-pill gigolo who could care less. Quite the contrary, you will have your best success if you just show sincerity and deliver it with a smile. And accept rejection because there’s always someone else and not every connection is meant to be.
I was at a party recently and made a bunch of new friends by just smiling, listening, and joined in the conversations. Even met a lovely fellow Tesla drive with a moon in her hair who I hope to meet again. And I did that all despite the inner demons of self-loathing whispering in the background.
Finally, not to be trite but sometimes all you have to do is say “Hi”.
Folks, over the years as a man who in his 20s was lonely and could not get a date to save his life, I feel for the 15–29 year-olds of today. And, while I didn’t have The Matrix or the concept of the Red Pill back then, with much alarm I’ve seen these concepts and the shinier Black Pill concepts rise up to mislead the hearts and minds of my younger brothers-from-another.
What distresses me most is the misogynistic vitriol of the INCEL movement and I weep. For years I was in a situation which deprived me of marital bliss, where I wasn’t getting to do the things we all assumed married couples did. But, I never saw this as anything but a mismatched needs hierarchy. I was not doing what I wanted, but I was never an INCEL as currently defined. Indeed, now that I’m divorced, I really don’t have any more physical, enthusiastically consensual intimacy than I want, and only accept such intimacy with that enthusiastic consent, so I’m certainly not suffering anymore in that respect. That said, I remember what it was like, and I sympathy—but I don’t contonde the conclusions of those claiming access to the metaphorical Red Pill.
Red Pill addicts don’t see women as anything more than servile, less-than-human people, to put it as politely as I can. They break the world into Chads and Betas, and complain that Chads magically get all the women, leaving nothing for the Betas, which they all claim to be. They often suggest sexual assault as fair play, which isn’t just disgusting, it’s evil! Enthusiastic Consent isn’t impossible and if you wait for it, you’ll enjoy the experience so much more, and even better, she will no doubt have enjoyed it enthusiastically too—she will most certainly consider inviting you back. But, feeling entitled isn’t going to get you anywhere, and there is another way. Ditch the Red Pill, my friends!
Then, there’s the Black Pill. The black pill folks aren’t as bad as the Red Pill ones, but they still commodify women, and see them as less-than-human. People like Andrew Tate try to promote this “better path”, where men are men, and women are there to be conquered. But, this is just red pill dynamics like lipstick on a pig. Sure, no-one is suggesting sexual assault in those circles, but they are seeing women as non-sovereign and unworthy of making their own decisions. That is just too bitter a pill to swallow, and they can’t support enthusiastic consent because it doesn’t see women as being able to give consent, it sees them as obliged—or exited, moving on to the next, like it’s all a game. It’s again dehumanizing.
Instead, my dear friend Cat Smith and I propose a different way—a Green Pill way. A way which allows you to be on the masculine side, but still recognize that women are people with feelings and emotions and their desires, at a fundamental level, are no different than yours. And after all, Gender is just stupid!
I hope you will enjoy our first episode of the Green Pill Podcast, and please, like, subscribe, and share! And, Happy Solstice!
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